Robin Bielman

“Give me a few minutes," he said, sounding tired but happy, "before I make good on my promises."She circled his nipple with her finger. "That's a pretty short recovery time.""You inspire me.”

“If I stay, it’s going to be in your bed.” Her pounding heart relaxed, the fear that he’d reject her floating away like tiny grains of sand in the wind. “I know.” “And we’re not going to sleep.” “I’m good with that, too.”

“Wow," Clay said. "Never thought I'd see the day a woman walked away from you. And in the middle of a the desert." He cracked up and pulled his cell phone from his pocket. "I'm definitely tweeting this.”

“I just watched this documentary on the mating habits of whiptail lizards and trust me, if those things can make it happen, you can too, my friend.”

“Water droplets streamed down her face and clung to her eyelashes. She blinked up at him with mischief in her eyes, and the urge to kiss her overwhelmed him. Not like he had in the closet, with care and discretion, but with hunger and passion and pent up desire. He wanted to take her bottom lip between his teeth and deal with the consequences later.”

“The feel of him made her forget all of her troubles, all the decisions weighing on her. She wanted to trade every sky dive, every bungee jump, every outdoor risk, for the thrill of being with him. A willingness to risk it all overwhelmed her.”

“Montana should come with a surgeon general warning that it's addictive. The sky is big and blue, and the air is always fresh and crisp and scented with pine. There's a frontier spirit, but also a calmness, beauty in the landscape that slows your pulse.”

“Still following the rules, huh?" He grabbed his shift off the back of the kitchen chair and pulled it on."Still breaking them?" she fired back.”

“He caught her elbow before she'd taken more than a few steps. "Are you walking home?""Yes.""It's," he glanced at his watch, "nine o'clock."She shrugged out of his hold and continued on her way. "The Boogeyman doesn't come out until ten, so I'm good.”

“Phew. I thought I was going to have to slay a few dragons for you while I was here.” “I’m no damsel in distress, Your Highness. I can take care of myself.”

“I've found the best treasure... You.”

“He kissed her more thoroughly, more deeply, more deliciously than she'd thought possible. Everything vanished for her. Nothing existed anywhere else. It was only the two of them. Lost in a time and place where no one could see them or touch them or harm them. The world as she knew it didn't matter. Nothing was as real as the two of them in each other's arms, Hugh kissing her like he might die without her.”

“I love the sounds you make," he said, voice husky. "I love that you make me make them.”

“This kiss was better than any climb or bungee jump or zip line. Better than any other kiss. Damn him.”

“Regret isn't real," Tuck said. "It's something invented to punish ourselves.”

“Hurry," she breathed. "I need you to fill me up." "Baby, I'm gonna do more than that.”

“Basically, dating is like climbing a volcano and you never know when it’s going to erupt, dumping molten lava and burning you”

“He wanted nothing to do with her. He wanted everything to do with her.”

“Damn you’ve got an irresistible mouth. You should hold it against me more often.” ~Luke, Kissing the Maid of Honor”

“Forget being turned on. This man, this kiss, encompassed everything she ever wanted.”